The Boss Is in a Bad Mood Again

His eyes were only faintly shining stars, and he begged and hoped with a trace of love: "Don't go, stay here, stay in City A. It's been six years," his voice choked, "We How many more six years?"

Han Yi's eyes were sour that he almost shed tears.

In order to keep him, Zhou Yunshen signed a role contract for him, and then subdued in front of him, time and time again.It's a lie that he wasn't moved, it's just that they really can't go back.Jiang Man's life was on his back, and Song Hou's endless investigation was on his back.He couldn't implicate Zhou Yunshen, let alone Han Jingyun.

If it was in the past, he would have been able to go all out and gamble for Zhou Yunshen, but now he can't, Han Jingyun is the softest piece of flesh in his body, for him, he dare not take the slightest risk.

And these, he couldn't tell Zhou Yunshen.

He blinked and looked up towards the door, trying not to cry.

Zhou Yunshen said softly again: "Are you okay? Xiaoyi..."

Han Yi's body trembled as he heard a small cry. He seemed to have remembered something bad, and the gloom in his eyes dissipated, leaving a large area of ​​fear.

Zhou Yunshen didn't notice it, he suddenly leaned over and kissed Han Yi.A pair of lips rolled over his lips, but he didn't seem to feel that it was enough, so he reached out and clasped the back of his head, so that he could stick closer to Han Yi.

A kiss was like a spark that turned the cold war and torture of more than a month into a little bit of lust. Too many unspeakable things seemed to be expressed only in one sexual affair.

Zhou Yunshen eagerly tugged on Han Yi's clothes, and soon he took off most of Han Yi's clothes. Han Yi, who became thinner because of filming, used a belt. At this time, Zhou Yunshen untied the belt and slipped his hand into it.

Han Yi's face was flushed, meeting the eyes of Zhou Yunshen, who was not much better, the tide of emotion was spreading, and the walls of the room seemed to be softened by the heat.

"Han Yi, Han Yi."

Zhou Yunshen called his name eagerly, and this name was fused with his flesh and blood and engraved into his soul.

Seeing that he was about to break through the last line of defense, Han Yi suddenly bit himself hard to wake himself up from the turbulent tide.

Zhou Yunshen was stretching out his arms to hug him at this moment, and Han Yi took a hard bite on his shoulder with his palm. The position was impartial, exactly where he was injured last time.

The severe pain dissipated the tide of emotion, and a wave of fury swept across Zhou Yunshen, like a hurricane that had just been suppressed and flew up from the abyss.

He was so angry that his teeth chattered, and he slammed Han Yi onto the bed. The soft mattress bounced Han Yi up, and Zhou Yunshen pressed him hard.

"Do you want to die?"

He suppressed his anger, and finally asked angrily, pinching Han Yi's chin and forcing him to look at him.

Han Yi also seemed to be a person who had finally collapsed under tremendous pressure. He said in a hoarse voice because of grief: "Zhou Yunshen, get out! Don't come to me again! I managed to live a normal life, why are you interfering with me! I hate you!"

Zhou Yunshen's eyes seemed to be eating people, and he stared at Han Yi viciously. He put his hands on Han Yi's neck, and his two big hands crossed to pinch his neck. His palms were so hot that they seemed to burn his throat. Tube.

The warmth between the two dissipated, and at this time they returned to the previous state of life and death enemies.

"Zhou Yunshen," Han Yi continued to add fuel to the flames as if he was not afraid of death: "Can't you understand? We can't continue anymore. It's been six years, it's impossible!"

"As long as people are willing, what is time?"

As Zhou Yunshen said, Han Yi obviously felt the warmth of the ground on his face, and only then did he notice that Zhou Yunshen's eyes were moist.

"It's all about human effort," he seemed to be suffering heavily, panting heavily: "It's all about human effort, so many things have gone through, so what are you afraid of?"

What are you afraid of? It's just afraid of Han Yi.

"Yes, I don't understand. I thought that if I tolerated you again and again, tolerated you, and begged you with my body, you would turn around, but I was wrong."

Zhou Yunshen smiled wryly, and with a blink of his eyes, two tears fell on his face, like rain.

"You look weak and incompetent, but your heart is harder than anyone else's."

He let go of Han Yi, got up and stood by the bed and said, "What happened before tonight is irrelevant. From now on, there will only be hatred between you and me. Han Yi," his voice seemed to come from the deep cave. Generally, "What you owe me, you must always pay back."

Han Yi heard the sound of Zhou Yunshen stepping on his leather shoes to leave, he didn't close the door, and after a while he lay on the bed and heard the wind in the corridor blowing the door shut, he felt as if his soul was shaken.

I don't know how long it took Han Yi to get up. He took his pajamas and went to take a shower. He saw Zhou Yunshen's toothbrush in the bathroom was punched precisely in the heart, which made him feel stuffy and painful.

While taking a bath, the door was opened, and Liang's mother's voice sounded outside, and Han Jingyun happily called: Dad.

Han Yi wiped his face and tried his best to pretend to be happy in response.

When he came out, Han Jingyun had already poured him a cup of hot tea. Xiao Doubao looked up at his father whom he hadn't seen for more than a month. After Han Yi drank the tea, he hugged Han Yi and refused to let go. Han Yi couldn't laugh or cry: "What's the matter? Are you afraid that I will disappear suddenly?"

Han Jingyun nodded seriously and said, "Jingyun misses Dad so much, please don't leave Dad, okay?"

Han Yi's heart softened all of a sudden, he bent down and picked up his son, pinched the tip of her nose and said, "What do you want to eat, tell Dad, and Dad will make it for you."

Mama Liang poked her head out in the kitchen and said with a smile, "Jing Yun said he wants to eat Coca-Cola chicken wings, sir, do you want to make it?"

Han Yi responded, and Liang's mother said: "Then I will prepare the ingredients for the husband."

It takes some time to marinate the chicken wings. Han Yi hugged Han Jingyun and played on the sofa. By the way, he took out all the gifts bought for him and filled the sofa.

"Dad, I seemed to see Uncle Zhou when I came back."

"Oh?"

Han Yi gave him a hand to assemble the robot, and said casually: "He... is downstairs?"

"Yeah," Xiaodoubao didn't notice his father's abnormality at all, and continued while unwrapping the small toy, "But he left when he saw us, and I still said hello to him, but he ignored me, Dad," He finally put down the toy in his hand, looked up at Han Yi and said, "Uncle Zhou seems to be a little angry, are you arguing?"

"No."

Han Yi almost blurted it out, and he didn't notice what he said until he said it. He raised his hand and touched his son's head and said, "Don't worry about adults' affairs, children."